I have done grownup things this week.  Difficult, emotional, grownup things.  I have been putting them off for a long time, so they just sort of skulked around in the back hallways of my consciousness – not on the main stage, but not far enough away to let me ignore them entirely.

 

So, I did them.

 

And I could write a book about the thousand little ways my heart has been pulled and poked and loved and held through the stormy seas of these decisions. But I won’t.  Because some things can’t be explained without being cheapened. Some experiences are too precious and painful to lasso into words.  The only thing I really want to say about this week is that there was a moment when I felt the undeniable, incomparable smile of God.  AT me! Little, reluctant-to-grow-up me!

 

It was a hard week for sure, but I know He knows.  And I really think He might even be proud of me.

 

He’s proud of you, too.

 

I promise.

 

Do hard things,

 

Bo

7 Comments

  1. I love you Bo and Steve And fam you have all taught us bravery And trusting Christ in so many ways.

  2. Bo dear, I am quite a bit older than you. I put many of your postings in an electronic file, saving them if or when the Lord brings another hard challenge in my life. At the age of my husband and I it could so easily be health issues. You have paved the way at far too young an age, for so many others, by generously sharing your heart on your journey. All I can say is thank you.

  3. Bo, regardless of the issues, just know that our prayers surround the Stern famiy today, as always!

  4. thank you for doing hard things. we are suffering from hypercapnia. in other words bill’s carbon dioxide is poisoning him. we bravely stare this end of the ALS journey and I’m starting to do grown up things: investigate cremation. reality is like bumping my head into a steel wall. BUT God…is my focus or my brain is befuddled. what is the next step? How long? What will I do when he is not here. BUT God…will answer those questions when I get there.

  5. Oh I know a little of these hard things. I’ve been a caregiver for my husband for 8 years. At age 62 he was diagnosed with Young Onset Alzheimer’s

    I’m so encouraged by your Beautiful Battlefields book and the blog updates

    “May God give you Spirit eyes to see the blessings in the battles, to hear His voice above all others. May He give you a heart of faith to cling to His promises instead of your fears” – Susie Larson

  6. Redoing your home when you didn’t think you could, in the midst of emotional turmoil and people constantly going in and out to boot; . . . doing hard things too precious and painful to speak of here; . . . encouraging us to do hard things too . . . I’m proud of you for rising up, Bo! You give us courage too! Cheering for you! Praying for you too. You don’t walk this path alone. You’ll never walk alone. 🙂 Bo, today you’re a mighty warrior. You’re also Steve’s tender companion–may your touch bring him some relief from pain . . . until Jesus rests him in His arms.